Chapter 233 Dining at a Private Restaurant
Upon hearing this, Yun Jiao and Yun Xiaoliu immediately became excited.

"But you have to queue to buy Peking duck, so I'll have someone buy it for you. Let's go to the restaurant first."

The restaurant that Lao Wu was talking about was actually a private restaurant.

Now that the country's economy has opened up, those with ability and brains have naturally started running high-end restaurants.

The food at these private restaurants is delicious, and of course, the prices are quite reasonable.

The private restaurant also has dedicated private rooms, which are antique in style and have incense burning in them, which smells quite nice.

The waiter came out with the menu, and Yun Linhai and the others took it and glanced at it, their eyes widening in surprise.

They were barely managing to hold back their gasps and avoid embarrassing themselves in public.

The people who received the menus didn't order anything and just passed them to the next person.

Finally, the menu ended up in Yun Jiao's hands.

Yun Jiao: "What is this Buddha Jumps Over the Wall?"

Buddha Jumps Over the Wall is one of the most expensive dishes on the menu, costing four or five hundred yuan!
Not to mention the others.

Yun Linhai and the others cleared their minds, wondering how many meals they would need to eat with this one dish.

Old Wu saw through their thoughts and said with a smile, "What are you worried about? This meal is on me."

Yun Linhai and the others gave an awkward laugh.

It's no wonder they reacted this way; if it weren't for Yun Jiao, they might never have had the chance to come across these dishes or this kind of private restaurant in their entire lives.

Old Wu also understands that the kind of living environment one grows up in determines one's perspective and personality.

But perspective is something that can be cultivated.

We'll see each other more often in the future, and you'll get used to it.

Old Wu simply asked the waiter to bring out the restaurant's signature dishes, enough for all of them.

While waiting, Yun Xiaoliu looked at the menu with great interest for a long time.

"You old Wu, you come to my place for dinner and don't even say a word. Are you afraid I won't serve you the food?"

A plump but kind old man walked in through the door.

Everyone in the private room looked at him.

The man's eyes lit up when he saw Old Mu: "Good heavens, Old Mu! You actually came back too!"

Old Mu stood up, a smile in his eyes: "Yes, I came back for a visit."

The two laughed and patted each other on the shoulder.

Old Mu said to him, "Come, let me introduce you."

"This is my good friend Lao Hu, who is also the owner of this private restaurant."

“That’s my apprentice, and these are his family members. I brought them to the capital to take care of some business.”

He didn't say what he needed to do, and Lao Hu wasn't stupid enough to ask.

He just smiled and greeted them.

"Since it was brought by Lao Mu, then this meal..."

Old Wu: "Hey, it's my treat, so don't you dare say it's free."

Old Hu laughed heartily: "Alright, I won't fight you for it. How about I bring you a couple more desserts?"

"Old buddies, I won't disturb your meal any longer. I'll treat you to a meal another day so we can get together and chat."

Both Mr. Wu and Mr. Mu nodded in agreement.

Before the main dishes, the desserts arrived first.

Old Hu brought three kinds of snacks, mainly because they still needed to eat a meal; if they ate too many snacks, they wouldn't be able to eat much of the main dish.

Poria cocos cake, pea flour cake, and osmanthus cake.

The desserts were not only beautifully presented, but also looked delicious.

Of course, the taste is even more amazing.

Yun Jiao had also eaten osmanthus cake and poria cocos cake. She even brought some home for her family to eat at her master's place.

But let me put it this way, the professionals are indeed professionals. The flavors of these three pastries seem to have been perfected, and the sweetness is just right. They make you want to keep eating them and you never get tired of them!

The happiest of them all was Yun Xiaoliu, whose chubby little round face was beaming with delight, and whose eyes were shining brightly.

However, he was puzzled when he ate the second piece of pea flour cake.

"This one is different from the first one; it's a bit sweeter."

Yun Jiao leaned over, and Yun Xiaoliu gave her a bite of the pea flour cake he was eating.

She blinked: "They're the same."

Both are delicious.

Yun Xiaoliu insisted, "It's different." Yun Xiaoba: "What is this? Let me try it."

The brothers each took a small bite of the pea flour cake, and ultimately came to the same conclusion.

Yun Xiaoliu was still arguing with the waiters when they served the food.

"How come you can't taste it? This piece is clearly meant to be sweeter."

"Never mind, I'll try some others."

After eating another piece, Yun Xiaoliu snorted, "I'm sure that piece of pea flour cake was definitely not made in the same pot as the others."

However, everyone was too preoccupied to argue with him anymore; their eyes were all on the dishes on the table.

I'm so confused by the smell!

Once all the dishes are served, we can start eating.

One bite of the dish and I felt incredibly satisfied.

Yun Jiao muttered, "It's not the same as what we make at home."

It's not that the dishes are different, it's that the taste is different.

Yun Jiao also likes the food cooked at home.

Humans are amazing; how can they make food taste so many different?

Everyone ate until their bellies were round and full.

I'm holding on.

When they left, Old Hu came to see them off and even packed some snacks for them.

Yun Jiao and her brothers thanked them sweetly.

Old Hu happily saw them off.

They didn't take a car back; instead, they strolled back to digest their food.

It takes about an hour and a half to get from here to Old Wu's courtyard house.

By the time I got home, it was late, and I had almost finished eating.

Everyone sat on the rocking chairs in the yard and chatted.

“Old Mu, let bygones be bygones. You still need to come back here often so we can all get together. You’re already this old, how many more years can you live?”

Old Mu sat under the tree, looking up at the starry sky.

"We'll see. I'm doing quite well in Bailong Village right now."

Yun Jiao walked over to them and happened to overhear the two of them talking.

Hmm? Want to hear it?

Old Mu's voice came: "Little thing, if you want to listen, listen openly. Why are you sneaking around?"

Yun Jiao was not embarrassed at all by being caught eavesdropping, and walked over with her hands behind her back.

"If it's all aboveboard, I'm afraid you won't say anything."

Old Wu chuckled: "This little girl is so clever, so eager to know your Grandpa Mu's story?"

Yun Jiao nodded without hesitation.

Of course I do.

"Then let your Grandpa Mu say it himself."

Old Mu hugged the person in his arms: "What's there to say?"

He gave a bitter laugh: "I was just unlucky enough to get involved in some people's interests, and then my family was implicated. My wife, son, and youngest daughter all died. I, the one who deserved to die the most, just happened to survive."

He spoke simply, but Yun Jiao seemed to see the bitterness in his heart from his simple words.

Old Wu sighed: "That's not your fault."

"I know."

Old Mu's eyes were red: "But I can't forget."

A pair of small hands were placed on his face to wipe away his tears.

"Grandpa Mu, if you cry, I'll wipe it off for you and pretend you didn't cry."

She spoke very seriously.

Old Mu patted her head, as if looking at another person through her.

"You little guy."

"Jiaojiao, you must stay safe and sound from now on."

(End of this chapter)

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